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I laugh and wave him off before servingup my plate and joining him. When I sit next to him, he’s already eaten half.
“The restaurant is a must. But if you can bake as good as this, then bakery it is.”
“Yeah?” And I don’t know why I’m asking him. “Maybe.”
I smile, finally taking a bite for myself.
CHAPTER 45
Honey
Dawson climbs onto the bed with me, and I push his shoulders back and then hook a leg over his hips to straddle him. He looks up at me, and I kiss his mouth gently, taking my time to taste him. We’re both naked, and it feels like it’s been forever since we were last together, even though it was only days ago.
I feel his hardness between my legs but don’t yet take him. I grind up and down his length, giving myself all the stimulation I need, and his hands are squeezing my ass. There’s a laziness to our touches. A different type of exploration. I look at his chest again, the tattoo catching my attention. “When did you get these tattoos?” I ask.
“Honey,” he growls.
“Oh, shut up. I know you think my questions are cute.”
He grabs my hair and pulls back my neck so he can kiss down my throat. I laugh.
“I think many things are cute about you. But I don’t share the same focus of asking about my past while my cock is only inches from impaling you.”
I chuckle as he releases my hair, and I grab his cock, angling it toward my entrance. But then I stop. His hands lock on my hips as he growls.
“Promise you’ll tell me after?”
He cocks a grin. “Are you blackmailing me?”
I position myself over his tip before pulling back up. He grunts. I brush my lips against his before whispering, “Think of it as a transaction.”
“And you told me you weren’t business savvy,” he says with a grin. “I promise. Now, fuck me, Honey.”
I chuckle when he grips my ass hard before he slaps it. I feel the sting from his handprint, but it only eggs me on. Our kisses pause, but our lips don’t leave each other.
I move a little higher until I feel him at my entrance, and then I slide down, pushing him all the way inside me.
Dawson groans into my mouth before he bites my lip, and I moan at the fullness. I start moving before I can think better of it. One part of me wants to move fast to feel it everywhere, while another part wants to stay still while he’s deep inside me to feel the connection with him.
His hands make the decision that I was struggling with, and he pulls my ass up and down, rocking me on his body.
And it feels good.
Really good.
Feeling him slide in me while I have full control, but he is guiding the movements, is way too good.
Will every time we have sex feel like this?
Because not once have I had a bad experience with him. Even when I lost my virginity, it was amazing at first, but I was sore toward the end, which is to be expected.
I can’t help but continue moving, sitting up, and squeezing my breasts.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he says, and when I look down, I find him watching me. I place one of my hands on his mouth, and he takes my finger between his lips and sucks it.
I ride him hard into oblivion, finding the same drive to make him come, so he blows inside of me. I’m satisfied when he does. Knowing I can pleasure him like this. That we can share this moment. It makes me feel powerful and sexy.
We fall into a heated, sweaty mess. Our breaths nothing but harsh air moving in and out of our lungs. I face him, our heads on the same pillow, and laugh.
